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April 4, 2010

I Can’t Sleep

Because I am stuck thinking about HER even though I am pretty dam sure this wasn’t my fault…

So I am watching La Femme Nikita until my TV decides to blow up for good.

I want to text her but since she hasn’t responded all day I guess that would be unnecessary.

No funny pic… I am going back to drinking my depression away.

Labels: Her, insomnia

signed off at 5:37 AM

It's Easter Sunday

...but that has nothing to do with what I am about to blog on.

My weekend officially sucks! What went from a very promising Friday delved into a horrible Friday... which resulted in a depressing Saturday which I chose to sleep through. *looking at clock* So now it is Sunday and hopefully my world will re-align.

So Friday was alright... I guess. Work is still work. My boss is still "stand offish" but I don't care. I am trying to stay employed until I learn the skills so that I can move on on my own terms. I am sure one day soon I will do a whole blog on the work situation but since it is no longer the hotbed topic, that day is not today.

As always (well as far as the blog is concerned the hotbed issue is HER) and as I sit here right now I think that I might have lost all of hope of HER (though I am not sure what I was hoping for....

I got off work early on Friday and was going to meet RISS for drinks... and advised HER of such. She actually seemed interested in seeing me so of course I had to run and by something to wear because what I would normally wear to happy hour was ok but I wanted to step it up a little more if I was going to see her. So I went to the mall and bought a new outfit (yes I did overdo it a tad). I went to CHEL's house and showered, changed, and made up (Thank God I keep a makeup case in my car).

Small text messages back and forth as she was busy... so RISS and I went to Happy Hour at our normal spot. As I walk into the spot who do I see but... EX. Now I won't go into a big conversation about EX because the drama that we went through is more than one blog post can hold. But let's just say it was horrible...and I had to stop myself from running out the door.

Okay I did run out (but I did man up and came back lol)

So I walked in and of course he made some big show, bought RISS and I a drink... blah blah. (I am sure the girl... his verified side piece was not very happy) Kept talking and talking. (As she came right next to him and pretended to talk to the person on the other side) I kept it cool. I did the only tell tale sign being my shaking hands...

[to be continued]

Labels: Ex, Girls, Her

signed off at 2:42 AM

March 31, 2010

This is NOT a Lesbian blog.

I am not a lesbian. I am a hedonist... there is a difference.

Hedonist:a person whose life is devoted to the pursuit of pleasure and self-gratification.

Lesbian:a woman whose sexual orientation is to women.

Got it? Good.

Now.... this thing with HER is all about pleasure and self-gratification. I am interested and I want to know what it would be in a open (not around anyone I know of course) relationship with a woman. And since she lived and I work far away from where I live I should be able to do it without dramatics.

That plus the fact that she is a "stud" is even more taboo and more intriguing... well I think she is a stud.

See when I was talking to INTEL (a personal friend who is also a personal friend of theirs) she said that she was a stud.... but when I referred to her as a gentleman she responded with it in quotes... and then said she wasn't easily offended... which means she a) doesn't refer to herself as a gentleman and b) that it is an offensive term, but she just wasn't offended....

Things that make you go hmm....

Maybe I should ask her so I don't make another dumb remark... and I mean damn I have only spoken to her for the last few days. It seems a tad early to ask those kinds of questions, especially since we haven't even spoken on the phone... right?

Ok I really need to take DLS (down low sister) 101.... *side eye*

~ Kristi "Dunce Cap Dyke" Web

Labels: down low, Her, lesbian

signed off at 3:04 PM

March 29, 2010

Her is still here...

So I thought I was going to have to post about the end of HER yet again... but surprisingly I don't.

I did have to switch up my swag because my original approach wasn't working but this new one is looking quite good .... yay? I guess.

But she is not the post of the day so we will come back to that at a later date.

~Kristi "Ooh I Think She Likes Me" Web

Labels: Her

signed off at 5:19 PM

March 28, 2010

I'm Really Not Into Her

This is not a relationship blog. This is not a "I need a man (or a woman for that matter)" blog. But this weekend has created an interesting opportunity to discuss Kristi Web's love life.

And here my love is where the "I am grown" comes out. Because let me be very clear, I know there will be people that come across this blog that will never comment, but will read daily to try and find out some dirt on me (my personal email is linked to this domain). But I digress.

Her

Her's existence on this blog is one that I didn't see coming.

She was a cocky New Yorker that I met at a friend's going away party. We danced, we vibed, we drank (a lot). The fact that her older (and presumably wiser) "uncle" was doing her damndest to get her to stop talking to me was probably what made it the most fun... small fireworks sure, but that is normally what happens when you combine competition and liquor.

She asked for and received my business card. I went home and woke up with a hang over.

Next day, no call.

Day after, no call.

That is where the story should have ended. Or where it did end for me.

Until Friday.... I get a mysterious text saying "Hi, I know it's been a while since we connected... blah blah.. hope you are well."

*blank stare*

Who is this?

*click clack as I put the unfamiliar area code in google*

New Jersey??? Oh Lord... it's HER

Next come a series of text messages where she tells me how she misplaced my card and had been looking for it everywhere. I let on that I figured something happened because no one "not calls me". I don't know I either came off really confident or like a total bitch... eek.

I don't know how to feel right now.

This isn't drunk sex with a now frenemy (Yes I am talking about you just in case you decide to share the link to my blog ~ AP) that was not nearly as good as promised and probably lead to some of their dramatic response to our "breakup".

Do I want her to call me? Yes. But why? Is it my insane need to win at everything? Is it my uncontrollable desire to manipulate relationships? Am I a closeted lesbian (I doubt that one greatly)?

We shall see.... did I mention she's white? My mom is definitely not going to approve of that one lol.

Kristi "Closets are for Shoes" Web

PS Is it bad that I already made her a label for future posts?

Labels: dating, Her

signed off at 8:28 PM